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Disclaimer: not mine, really not mine.
Colour Theory.
One - Violet
It's not a love thing or a sex thing.
It's a the-person-sitting-next-to-Iris-is-wearing-violet-coloured-four and a half inch-stilettos-with straps-criss crossing-around-pale-ankles-thing-and-Eddie-had-no-idea-that-his-brain-could-react-that-way-thing.
And now he's been standing in by the restaurant doors for too long and everyone's giving him weird looks.
So Eddie smiled what he hoped was a normal smile and hurried over to the table, kissing Iris on the cheek, before turning to Barry and doing the same.
"Happy Birthday Barry." He placed a haphazardly wrapped present on the table and glanced down, " Nice shoes."
"Thanks," Barry smiled back, "Iris got them for me."
Well of course she did.